Siheyuan: Five mouths waiting for food at the beginning

"Old He, where did this tricycle come from?" The third uncle at the door saw He Daqing pushing a tricycle.

"I bought it. How is it? It's in good condition, right?"

"Why do you want to buy a car? To pick up your grandson from school? No need. If you give me two dollars a month, I will bring He Dong back to you."

"Old Yan, you are right. I can pick up He Dong after school. You reminded me. But I bought this car not only to pick up my grandson from school. I plan to use it as a car park."

"You give up your job as a cook and work so hard all day just to earn some hard-earned money."

"You know I was fired, right?"

"There are many restaurants in our city. With your cooking skills, you can cook in any restaurant. I think you should be a chef."

The third uncle only knew that He Daqing was fired for offending Zhao Shanhe, but he didn't know that Zhao Shanhe no longer allowed He Daqing to be a cook.

"I think being a cook is good. I can run when I want to and not run when I don't want to. I can also pick up my grandson from school every day. It's so free. I've been a cook all my life and I'm tired."

"Okay, Lao He, just think it over. I want to ask you how much did you pay for this car?"

"I have this 320, how do you think it is?"

"It's too expensive, Lao He. I think 280 is enough. You're losing money. How much does a new car cost?"

"Old Yan, this tricycle is not as simple as you think. It is used to make a living. If I were not in urgent need of money, I would not sell it to you for 320 yuan."

"You're right. This tricycle is different from a bicycle. A tricycle is a tool for making a living. It's normal for a used one to be more expensive."

"Old Yan, please keep an eye on the car for me. I'll go get Dongmei to take a look."

Without waiting for the Third Uncle's consent, He Daqing went directly to the Central Courtyard.

"Grandpa, where have you been? I didn't see you when I got home from school."

"Grandpa bought a tricycle. It's right outside the door. Do you want to take a ride? Grandpa will take you for a ride later."

"I want to sit." He Dong ran straight to the gate, holding little He Hua in his hand.

"Slow down, don't drop He Hua."

He Daqing entered the house and said, "Dongmei, I bought the car for 320 yuan. I parked it at the door. How about going to take a look?"

"Okay, Dad, drink some water first, and I'll leave after I finish burning this matchbox in my hand."

"Dongmei, why are you doing this? We have both of us, and Lao Yi gives us 50 yuan a month. Why are you making matchboxes? It's a lot of work, and you don't even make much money."

"Any money I can earn is a little. Besides, I just take care of the lotus flowers at home every day, and there is an old lady who helps me take care of them. I have nothing to do when I am free. It is a little, but it will add up to a lot. Let's go, Dad."

When the two arrived at the gate, the children were already scrambling to get in the car. He Dong and He Hua were already in the car. "Xu Sheng, this is our car. I won't let you sit in it. If you want to sit in it, ask your dad to buy one."

"Why do you let Amber and the others sit but not me? What's wrong with me sitting for a while?"

"They let me play with the pistol, so I was happy to let them sit. It's because you scolded me last time that I didn't let you sit. And you are a big liar."

"Please, He Dong, just let me sit for a while."

"no"

"Dongmei, how is it? Not bad, right?"

Ma Dongmei walked around the car and said, "It's good, almost the same as a new one."

"Sit on it, hold the child, and I'll take you around."

Then I saw a picture in which Ma Dongmei was holding He Hua in her arms, He Dong was sitting next to Ma Dongmei, He Daqing was riding a tricycle, and later a group of children were running after him, and Zhao Shanhe's son was also among them.

He Daqing walked around the alley and came back. "How is it? Dongmei, am I riding steadily? I..."

"stable"

"I said it's no problem. The workers will be off work soon. I'll ride over to see if I can pull someone. When Zhuzi comes back, you can ask him to cook. If I come back late, you can eat first."

"Dad, why don't we just forget about it today and start again tomorrow."

"How can I forget about it? This is the perfect time, and there are many people on the bus, so just forget about it."

"OK,"

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I still want to take the car."

"That's right, Grandpa He, let us sit down too." A group of children looked at He Daqing eagerly.

"Go, go, go, why are you sitting here? I'm busy. I don't have the time to take you around," He Daqing waved his hand to drive the child away, and then said to his grandson, "He Dong, take your sister out to play. Starting tomorrow, grandpa will pick you up from school. Grandpa has to go out to work now."

After saying this, He Daqing rode away on his tricycle.

"Xu Sheng, did you hear that? Starting tomorrow my grandfather will pick me up from school. I can ride in the car every day. I envy you so much."

"Let's go. Your grandfather won't let us ride in the car, so we won't play with you either. Humph, you stingy guy, I even let you play with my gun." Zhao Antong was about to leave with a group of children.

"An Tong, An Tong, I just don't want Xu Sheng to sit down, I don't want you to sit down, I'm not a stingy person, I'll let you sit down when my grandfather comes back."

"real,"

"Um"

"Okay, then we'll still play with you."

During lunch in the afternoon, Zhao Antong and other children told Zhao Shanhe that He Daqing had bought a car.

Zhao Shanhe didn't say anything. He didn't let him cook anymore. It was okay for him to buy a tricycle to make money, but the children couldn't do it. Zhao Antong said, "Dad, I want to ride a tricycle too."

Several children looked at Zhao Shanhe and said they all wanted to ride a tricycle.

"Why are you all looking at me? We don't have a tricycle at home. We have a lot of bicycles. I'll ask your mom to take you to ride a bicycle. It's faster than a tricycle."

"No, no, I'm tired of riding a bicycle. A tricycle is more comfortable."

"Zhao Antong, you're itching again, right? I told you we don't have a tricycle." Qin Jingru stood up directly. Zhao Antong and the others shrank their necks in fear. Her mother's slap was really big.

Zhao Shanhe thought about it and realized that he had nothing to do, so he could make a small wooden car, which could be used as a model and also for the children to play with.

"Okay, Jingru, the children are at the age of playing, don't scare them."

"Children, we don't have a tricycle at home. Do you want to take a car?"

"Really, Dad? I do. A car is much cooler than a tricycle."

"Uncle, I am willing too."

"But you have to wait a few days. It's a bit troublesome to make. Just be good these few days, and I'll bring it back to you in a few days."

"Thank you, Dad (Uncle:)"

"Okay, then stop making a fuss and eat quickly."

"Brother, just spoil them. When the time comes and they want the moon in the sky, I wonder what you will do?" Zhao Shanhu said.

"Gao Peng, when you get to work tomorrow, you and Xiao Wu come to see me. I'll help you design a few car models that are definitely not available now."

"Yes, uncle."

"You are good in everything except your personality. At home, you should speak more freely. I am your uncle and I can eat you."